[center][url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1335185][color=#C0C0C0]⋪[/color][color=#e62000]▬[/color][color=#670A0A]═[/color][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/356101021908467713/359488824033935361/A-Kyra.png[/img][/url][color=#670A0A]═▬═[/color][url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1337521][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/356101021908467713/359488821433335808/A-Kit.png[/img][color=#670A0A]═[/color][color=#e62000]▬[/color][color=C0C0C0]⫷[/color][/url]
[url=https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1335185][color=#C0C0C0]⋪[/color][color=#e62000]▬[/color][color=#670A0A]▬═▬[/color][color=#e62000][b]Kyra and Kit[/b][/color][color=#670A0A]▬═▬[/color][color=#e62000]▬[/color][color=C0C0C0]⫷[/color][/url][/center][hr]As the group approached the sign, Kit turned his nose up at the still fresh scent he was unceremoniously exposed to. Kyra hadn't sensed it herself, but she wasn't looking forward to experiencing troll musk for the first time. She only gave the message a cursory glance before gazing out past the freshly trampled path. It certainly looked like some big game. Kyra's favorite. 

[color=#e62000]"Well, if we've a day to spend,"[/color] she tugged at the wood strapped to her back, and felt it gently pulse with life, [color=#e62000]"We might as well entertain ourselves, no?"[/color] Bow now in hand, Kyra looked to the group with a half-curved smile. The hunt was a rapturous experience for her, and while she was often the purporter of haste in a job, this was a worthy distraction to her.